Just got back from Wolf Trap seeing Marvin Hamlisch direct the National Symphony Orchestra through a ton of Broadway classics. It was fun. That “Morales” song always makes me choke up.
We took a bunch of wine and buckets of chicken. Before the show started, Cousin Jane saw the dude tuning the piano onstage and recognized him. She borrowed a cell phone and called him.
Yep. Called him while he was onstage tuning the NSO’s piano. That was cool. If you saw the piano tuner waving to the crowd before the show, he was waving to us.
It wasn’t bad either that we got VIP passes because Aunt Kathy knows somebody. I mean, that little ticket gets you a close place to park, a clean, close place to pee, and free wine. Mmmmmm, wine and chicken and Broadway.
It’s a nonstop week this week, with Grandma Pryor in town. More family doos tomorrow night, then other things. Go, speed racer!